"Actually, it's very simple." Yuan Weiming sneered, "Nan Ziwen likes to gamble, right? Just set a trap for him, let him fall into it, and when he runs out of money he'll have to ask his parents for more. And when his parents run out of money, who will they turn to? Naturally, they'll look to Nan Zhifeng."
"That makes sense." Ye Mingyao laughed, "Instead of giving the money to that trash, it's better to bribe Lao Hei to drag Nan Ziwen into the mud. Once that trash is in deep, he will become our puppet."
"Exactly." Yuan Weiming nodded repeatedly, "I have already cleared the way for this, I'll go make arrangements immediately."
Yuan Weiming took his mobile phone to the restroom to make a call, then quickly came back and said, "It's all set. Lao Hei and his crew have been wanting to connect with you for a long time. You give the word, and they'll follow through immediately."
"How long will it take?" Ye Mingyao checked the calendar on his phone.
